The night spread wide, moonlight sprinkling over the ruins, dancing upon the silhouettes of two figures leaning on each other.
Silent, peaceful.
"This place turned into such a state, how do you plan to explain to your sensei later?"
Konan leaned comfortably against Aoba's chest, her tone a bit schadenfreude.
Although the battle between the two ended quickly, the damage caused was still quite significant.
Who told Aoba to say earlier that it wouldn't cause too much damage, now he's been slapped in the face, right?
But what made her even more puzzled was: clearly, the commotion between them had been so big just now, yet until now, no Konoha ninja had come over to investigate the situation.
Aoba also instantly saw through Konan's thoughts. Had her personality become lively now that her guard was down?
He held her even tighter.
"Does Konan-neesan really want to see me get scolded by my sensei that badly?"
Konan also felt the arm around her waist tighten. Her face, previously pale from chakra exhaustion, now gained a faint flush.
She twisted her body slightly, tiredly, issuing a silent protest.
Aoba smiled and said, "But your wish might fall through, you know."
His red eyes gleamed with strange light in the dark.
Under Konan's dumbfounded gaze, the originally destroyed ground, annihilated trees, all suddenly reappeared from nowhere. Everything around them was restored to exactly the way it was before.
"Th-this… what kind of ability is this?"
"This is one of the abilities of my eyes."
Aoba said with a smile.
"Your eyes?"
Konan then recalled, she looked up at Aoba's gorgeous eyes and asked, "Your eyes also have the Rinnegan's ability?"
Aoba looked slightly surprised, "Didn't expect Konan-neesan to actually know about the Rinnegan, huh?"
Konan immediately realized she might've said something wrong. Keeping her expression normal, she explained, "Our organization has personnel specifically responsible for intelligence. It's normal to know about some powerful Kekkei Genkai."
"I see," Aoba didn't expose her and continued, "It does have Rinnegan abilities, but my eyes are even stronger than the Rinnegan."
"Stronger than the Rinnegan?", Konan looked doubtful. She had witnessed Nagato go all out. Although Aoba also seemed impressive, compared to Nagato, he still felt a little lacking.
Aoba looked at the doubtful expression on Konan's face and couldn't help but raise his brows, "Konan-neesan, you don't believe me?"
Konan hesitated for a moment and decided to give Aoba some face, "...I believe you."
"..."
"Heh!", Aoba sneered, "Looks like Konan-neesan still hasn't seen how amazing I really am."
"What are you trying to... do?"
Konan hadn't finished her sentence when everything in front of her eyes flashed, and suddenly, something about the two of them changed.
Originally held in Aoba's arms, she now found herself sitting on a bench.
Her two plump thighs pressed tightly together, a bit of flesh spilling from the pressure, adding a trace of allure.
Aoba was resting his head on Konan's thighs, looking up at her with a playful expression.
"Konan-neesan, what do you think of this ability of mine?"
Konan stared blankly for a moment, then glared at Aoba, "So just now, you used that ability to steal my ring?"
"Uh…", Aoba's gaze subconsciously dropped to the round and perky area in front of him.
He had only wanted to check where Konan's ring was, to see if it had any special properties.
He just didn't expect that Konan would place her ring in that location.
Konan's face turned bright red. Her originally exhausted body suddenly found strength from somewhere.
She clenched both hands into fists and pressed hard on Aoba's temples.
But the force she used felt more like a massage.
And the strength was rather light. Aoba, almost involuntarily, commented, "Konan-neesan, didn't you eat?"
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It was just a normal question, but for some reason, Konan felt like she'd been provoked.
Her expression became even angrier. But no matter how hard she tried, the sense of weakness from chakra depletion still remained, she couldn't exert much force.
Seeing the expression on Konan's face slowly turning aggrieved, Aoba raised his hand and held it out in front of her.
"What are you trying to do now?", Konan looked at him bashfully.
"Konan-neesan, didn't you say before that you had a friend from the Uzumaki clan?"
"Mm…", Konan's mood suddenly fell.
Aoba continued, "Some members of the Uzumaki clan can awaken a special ability called Physical Healing."
"By biting their own skin, they can rapidly restore their own or others' chakra and injuries."
Konan froze for a moment, then said, "You want me to bite you?"
"If you don't recover some chakra, you won't even have enough strength to massage me," Aoba said teasingly.
"...Oh," Konan looked at Aoba's rather slender and fair hand, softly responded, and then opened her mouth to bite, his finger.
"Hiss…"
"Hiss!"
Aoba immediately sucked in two breaths. The first was from surprise, the second carried a strange undertone.
A moist and slippery little tongue occasionally curled over his skin, making Aoba shiver involuntarily.
"Konan-neesan, just bite."
Aoba advised, "Don't lick!"
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold himself back.
Konan nodded somewhat dazedly, holding his hand with both of hers, her teeth biting down on his finger. But even as she bit, her little tongue would still occasionally slide over his fingertip.
"Hiss…"
With a pop, Aoba forcefully pulled his finger out of Konan's mouth, then leaned forward and directly sealed her lips with his own.
Konan's eyes instantly widened.
She hadn't expected that her attempt to be a little subtle would invite this kind of disaster.
She had initially wanted to resist a little, but it turned into half-push, half-pull.
Under Aoba's experienced touch, she slowly became immersed in it.
'So this is what kissing feels like…'
Aoba also slowly reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
No one knew how long had passed before they finally separated.
Konan leaned quietly against the back of the bench, breathing softly. Aoba rested his head on Konan's lap again, enjoying the lingering warmth after the kiss.
Occasionally, a breeze passed by, lifting a few dry leaves that floated down around the two of them.
The coolness of the night slightly blew away the heat in their hearts. Konan's bright red face gradually returned to normal under the breeze.
"Konan-neesan, can you take this off?", Aoba's hand circled around the peaks, tapping lightly on Konan's lip piercing. It somewhat affected the sensation.
Konan, just returning to her senses, blinked blankly, "You don't like it?"
"It's not that I don't like it," Aoba spoke tactfully.
Upon hearing this, Konan hesitated for a moment, then removed it and placed it in Aoba's hand.
"Then I won't wear it anymore."
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